Entertainment: Who exactly is trying to whitewash me?

"Several hundred dollars for a bunch of vegetables and half a bunch of noodles??? Lu Ang, have you no shame?!"

"What about the rest of the money??? You fucking pocketed it all, huh??"

"The production team gave us enough money for two people's meals, and you gave Nianbao this? Are you even human?"

"My blood pressure is rising. That bastard is truly wicked to the core."

"A bunch of greens and half a bunch of noodles, and this is what two people eat for lunch? Are you feeding a chicken??"

"You pocketed all the funds and made girls eat vegetarian food with you, Lu Ang, you really did that."

"I just want to ask one question: who would dare let someone like this on a TV show? Isn't that setting a bad example?"

"Boycott Lu Ang! Get out of this dating reality show!"

"I feel so sorry for Nianbao, she must have had the worst luck to end up with someone like this."

"My goodness, Jiang Nian is so pitiful. She finally got to be paired with Lu Ang on the last dating reality show..."

"Nianbao is still waiting foolishly, she has no idea what she is going to face next."

"Are you even human, production team? How could you put Jiang Nian with such a scumbag?!"

"Nianbao felt wronged, but she didn't say anything, which made me feel even more sorry for her."

"Zhou Lei next door took Sister Su to a Michelin-starred restaurant, while Nianbao stayed home eating leafy greens. The contrast made me cry."

Everyone had only one thought in their mind: You took a few hundred dollars out and spent half a day buying so little stuff?

Watching the hater value rise rapidly.

Lu Ang chuckled.

Lu Ang didn't think there was anything wrong with this at all; his talent was only good enough to handle some simple ingredients.

Why buy ribs and chicken if you can't buy something this simple? You'll definitely ruin it if you make it.

Seeing Jiang Nian's somewhat disappointed expression, he immediately asked.

"What? You don't want to eat?"

"No, no, no, I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat."

Jiang Nian quickly denied it.

Not to mention that Lu Ang's instant noodles were really delicious, which made her really believe in Lu Ang's cooking skills.

Secondly, if Lu Ang didn't cook, she really didn't know how to fill her stomach.

After all, those funds were taken over by Lu Ang and are now in his possession.

Jiang Nian didn't think she could get those funds back from Lu Ang.

Although the vegetables Lu Ang bought were really unappetizing, it was still better than having nothing to eat.

We were poor, but we still had enough to eat.

Bullet comments:

Nianbao: It's okay, even though we're poor, at least we won't starve to death... How pathetic, hahaha.

"Nianbao has learned how to outmaneuver herself, we're doomed."

"This girl is so cute. She may be poor, but she can still eat a lot. It's hilarious."

"Lu Ang, look what you've done to the nation's sweetheart!!!"

"The entire budget is with Lu Ang, so Nianbao has no choice but to accept her fate. This move is too clever."

"If this were any other dating reality show, the male lead would have already paid for a fancy meal to take the girl out. Lu Ang, you bought vegetables and noodles??"

"You upstairs, is this your first time meeting Lu Ang? If he pays for a fancy meal, I'll do a handstand while washing my hair."

Lu Ang didn't even wait for Jiang Nian's reply; he simply picked up his things and went into the kitchen.

He turned to look at Jiang Nian after entering the kitchen.

"I haven't cooked any fancy dishes, I can only make simple things. How about I make you some egg fried noodles today? That should do?"

Jiang Nian stood at the kitchen doorway, her hands behind her back, and nodded.

There were no objections.

"I'll help you!"

She even offered to help.

What a wonderful girl!

Lu Ang handed her the greens.

"Then you wash the vegetables, and wash them thoroughly."

Jiang Nian took the vegetables and turned on the tap.

The water was gurgling as she carefully broke off the vegetable leaves one by one and rinsed them thoroughly.

She examined every single leaf of vegetable, turning it over and over.

Lu Ang had already set up a pot to boil water.

Then I leaned against the stove and waited for the water to boil.

He turned and glanced at Jiang Nian.

The girl was washing the vegetables so carefully that the leaves were wrinkled from being rubbed.

Washing vegetables is like washing clothes.

It's a bit too serious, but it's still better than not getting it clean at all.

At the same time, Lu Ang also took a look at his hater status panel.

The number of haters started to rise rapidly again.

On the other side...

The comments section exploded again, as expected.

"Cooking together as a couple???"

"I'm devastated! Nianbao, why are you washing vegetables for him?!"

"This scene is actually kind of harmonious, am I blind?"

"Lu Ang, stay away from Nianbao!!!"

Although Lu Ang was looking at the control panel, his hands were also busy, having already cooked the noodles.

Turn your attention away and take the cooked noodles out to rinse them in cold water.

He put the wok on the stove, heated the oil, and cracked an egg into it. The yolk quickly solidified in the hot oil, and he used chopsticks to stir it rapidly.

Before the egg mixture has fully set, pour in the noodles and stir-fry over high heat.

The spatula made a crisp sound as it tapped inside the iron pot.

The noodles, coated in golden egg, tumbled in the pan, garnished with chopped greens.

The aroma of hot oil mingled with the scent of eggs, wafting from the kitchen into the living room, then rounding a bend and into Zhao Qian's nose.

Zhao Qian's Adam's apple bobbed.

The camera shook slightly.

Lu Ang divided the noodles into two bowls and pushed one bowl in front of Jiang Nian.

He took another bowl and sat down at the table.

Jiang Nian picked up a strand with her chopsticks, blew on it twice, and put it in her mouth.

Then her eyes widened suddenly.

He paused for two seconds, then chewed faster and picked up another large chopstick.

"Brother Lu, your cooking is so...delicious!"

She swallowed it and then blurted it out.

Make the middle character "太" as long as you want it to be.

The sincerity in his tone was almost exaggerated, almost overflowing.

Zhao Qian kept swallowing, he had to admit that what Lu Ang made was indeed delicious.

Although he had never tasted it, just the smell made it seem incredibly delicious to him.

"It seems that people have many facets. Although Lu Ang has a lot of scandals and has done some inhuman things, his cooking is indeed delicious."

Zhao Qian sighed inwardly.

And he couldn't help but walk a little closer, focusing the close-ups on the two bowls of noodles, and giving more close-ups of Jiang Nian's facial expressions while she ate.

She ate faster and faster. Her chopsticks flew around in the bowl, her cheeks bulging out like a hamster.

As she put down the bowl, Jiang Nian sighed contentedly.

Jiang Nian's exaggerated performance left viewers in the live chat feeling quite puzzled.

After all, they can only see it through a screen; they can't smell it or eat it at all.

I have absolutely no idea how this noodle dish will taste.

"Is it really that delicious? It's just fried noodles with egg, isn't it?"

"Nianbao, wake up! He's Lu Ang!"

"That expression is way too exaggerated. I don't even get this kind of treatment when I eat instant noodles."

"Could this be acting? Aren't dating reality shows all scripted?"

"Wait a minute, could this be Lu Ang's way of clearing his name? Cooking first and then winning people over, I've seen this tactic before."

"Goodness, you've drunk the whole bowl! Nianbao, are you really hungry or just acting?"

"Is it possible that this is Lu Ang's plan? To use his culinary skills to clear his name?"

"Before, everyone was criticizing him, but now some people are actually saying he's a good cook? This isn't the right direction."

"Don't be fooled, brothers, this is Lu Ang with a whole host of scandals!"

Jiang Nian and Lu Ang, of course, couldn't see what the comments were discussing.

Jiang Nian, in particular, had no idea that countless people were warning her to stay away from Lu Ang.

She had just finished eating.

He felt nothing but endless envy and admiration for Lu Ang.

She had never eaten such delicious fried noodles with eggs, nor had she ever eaten such delicious instant noodles for breakfast.

At this moment, Lu Ang was practically a god in her eyes.

Jiang Nian couldn't help but look at Lu Ang beside her.

"Have you ever studied cooking before?"

"I didn't study it, I just did it randomly."

"How can something made haphazardly taste this good?"

"Talent, there's nothing you can do about it."

Jiang Nian picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth, her eyes still brimming with excitement.

"When I was filming before, the meals on set were awful. Once in Hengdian, I ate boiled vegetables for three days straight, and it almost made me cry."

Lu Ang responded casually.

"Boiled vegetables in plain water are fine; they're healthy."

"Healthy my foot! They don't even put salt in it!"

"That's really going too far."

The chat was relaxed and natural.

It's not the deliberately created ambiguous atmosphere of a dating reality show; it's more like two students who were kept after school having a meal together.

Jiang Nian talked about the bizarre lunch boxes she encountered while filming, and Lu Ang occasionally chimed in with a rant.

The atmosphere, which was initially awkward after everyone left, gradually returned to normal.

Lu Ang ate while glancing at the system panel.

The number of haters initially increased rapidly.

However, after consuming it for a period of time, the rate at which the black powder value increased slowed down significantly.

Although he deliberately chatted with Jiang Nian a few more times and even made some jokes, the rate at which his hater value increased was still high.

It still can't be improved.

obviously.

The audience is used to it.

It can only be said that these viewers are really resistant to criticism.

Their adaptability is just too strong.

In fact, logically speaking, Lu Ang could have done something even more outrageous, such as flirting with Jiang Nian, which would have likely earned him even more haters.

But Lu Ang did not want to do that.

He wanted to gain more haters, but he didn't want to affect others, especially good people, because of it.

Although he wasn't that close to Jiang Nian, he could sense from their acquaintance that this little girl was quite innocent and a very nice person.

He himself would not be able to accept doing anything excessive to gain more haters.

And the most important thing today is to practice singing.

Having these haters is actually icing on the cake.

Just then, Lu Ang finally finished his last bite of food.

He put down his chopsticks; the bowl was empty, not even a scallion was left.

He had to admit that the skill he had previously considered useless was now quite useful.

While it may not help him earn a lot of money, it should be enough to cover his daily meals.

If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to cook my own meals whenever I'm at home.

With this skill, not only is it quick to make, but it's also incredibly delicious, far surpassing any Michelin star.

"I'm full. I'm going back to my room to rest. Make yourself at home. Oh, and could you wash this dish while you're at it? It's not unreasonable for me to cook and you to wash the dishes, is it?"

Lu Ang said to Jiang Nian.

Jiang Nian looked up at him and nodded.

Lu Ang didn't say anything more, smiled to say goodbye, and then went straight upstairs to his largest bedroom.

Close the door.

The door clicked shut out everything else that was irrelevant.

The room quieted down, with only the hum of the air conditioner remaining.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and rested for a while to digest his food.

Then I went into the bathroom.

Take a deep breath and start humming the melody of "Sorrow".

It's not that his taste is unique, but rather that there are no security cameras in the bathroom.

No matter how perverse the production team is, they still have to respect the privacy of the artists.

Moreover, the place is very clean and there is no strange smell. On the contrary, it is quite fresh, and with the windows open, the air is also very good.

Lu Ang then stayed in the bathroom and began to familiarize himself with the two songs he had previously drawn out.

After getting familiar with it, I started humming it and then gradually added the lyrics.

After watching it several times from beginning to end.

Lu Ang found that he was making rapid progress.

It must be because of the system; he remembers the melody and lyrics very clearly.

They learned very quickly and had no problem controlling the pace and other aspects.

The problem is my voice. Besides not singing very well, there are a few notes I just can't reach. When I get to the high notes, it sounds like someone is choking me.

He tried several more times, repeatedly working on those few high notes that were stuck.

Although I didn't have any teachers to guide me, I relied entirely on my own slow and steady progress.

However, on the third time, one note actually held steady.

It took half a second longer than before.

Lu Ang's eyes lit up.

Good news!

better.

Although it was only for half a second, at least the direction was right.

Regardless, progress is a good thing.

Moreover, this shows that besides winning the lottery, one can also gradually improve their singing skills through other means.

By focusing on both aspects, I'm confident that by the time I participate in the singer-songwriter competition, my singing skills will reach a level that will allow me to participate.

Of course, that's just the basics. If possible, he hopes to improve his singing skills and take advantage of the opportunity presented by being a singer-songwriter.

Soaring into the sky!

He spread the lyric book out on the bedside table and continued practicing, meticulously working through each note.

If you can't reach a high note, lower it by half an octave and start again. If your breath is unstable, break it down into shorter phrases and practice them repeatedly.

The hum of the air conditioner drowned out his low voice, and the room felt stuffy, like a secluded karaoke room.

The sunlight outside the window had already shifted to the west, and the light streaming in from the French windows had turned into a deeper gold.